Robert turned to leave, and he heard sudden screaming again. He whirled back around to see Dora had been lifted up in the air again, upside down this time, and she was being slammed into the stone wall over and over and over.
"I don't see a thing," Robert said, willing to let Caprice at her. "I think we're done here. Let's go home." He turned to walk out of the cell, and he heard whispered muttering. Chanting. He whirled back around and saw that Dora was weaving a dark arts spell.
At that moment, Angus woke, screaming, his good hand clutching the side of his head in agonizing pain. Marcus flew to him, not knowing what the hell was happening.
"He's being attacked!" Anise ran in. "I can hear it. Dark arts spell!" Marcus wasn't a healer, but he couldn't let this continue.
"On the med cart, someone find the dreamless sleep potion--now! Hurry! We have to stop this at once, and its the only thing I can think of...." Marcus said. At that moment, a roar of thunder seemed to happen right in the center of the living room, and Kate apparated in, in a huge ball of blinding white light.
"I don't know how to stop it!" Anise called to Kate.
"Let me," Kate said.
In Azkaban the same sort of roaring clap of thunder exploded from the center of Dora's cell, and a tornado-like wind spun around in a circle, knocking everyone in the cell to the floor, and then the wind rushed out of the room with blinding speed.
"You didn't bind her!" Robert bellowed, grasping his wrist in pain. "Stop her! Don't let her finish the spell!"
At home every door blew open and every window shattered, except the stained glass ceiling.
"Jesus!" Edward exclaimed. It made him run to Angus's side of the duplex, knowing Caprice's handiwork when he heard it. Kate was going to Angus, and she laid her hands on both sides of his head, hoping to interrupt the spell. At that moment, Marcus and Anise and Edward all saw Caprice appear and take over Kate's body to combine her energies with Kate's to work to try to stop the spell.